Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1887-01-07
stood in the broad sunbeam beneath the

stood in the broad sunbeam beneath tho
bird cages, how the Nudge had clutchel
at him convulsively. eff lac went then
he said to the woman. who could only
kneel and moan in her impote.it sorrow
and remorse, "he went with the sun
shining on him and the birds singing
to him same as il he was out under the
country skies. l like to think it was
So"
Poverty is hard taskmaster. Old
Sandy was back in the ranks very little
while later, and it was only when he felt
the northeast wind cutting through him
like knife that he remembered how he
had left the Nudge wrapped up in his
only coat
Old Sandy was not on duty the next
day. A substitute had to be found to
carry his boards, and the messenger that
brought the news of his sickness to the
store brought also request for the van
guard of the sandwich men to come to
him that night as soon as he could. When
he did go was to find old Sandy flushed
with fever and in state of restlessness
that BODIED no good.
You II have to go in my stead, Bony,"
he said. as soon as his friend had drawn
the only chair in the room close up to the
side of his iron lounge. II d rather have
gone myself, for promised jim to look
after them and wanted to sec that they
put the Nudge away in good style
None of your pauper doings for Jim $
boy He raised up on one elbow. ran
his hand under his pillow and brought
out an excessively old pocketbook. It's
all in there. I've been savin up for
nearly year now. | didn't want to
tread too close on Jim's heels. same as
done when we sandwiched together on
the street | was going to ask her to
marry me when the year was good out
That would a-been about the best way of
keepin' my promise to Jim. think he'd
a-said OK, don't you, Bonv? l was
plannin' to furnish room for her real
well, with a bureau and a washstand
Owe priced no end of 'em) and lot of
woman s GIN cracks on the mantelpiece.
But | reckon that games about up. |
think she's got her head set different
way. The Midge's gone home to jim,
anu Sloulun WOnuer II L was IN Tor
the pneumony: feels mighty like it in
my side. That's the reason can't go
myself Bony. | reckon it come of for
gettin my coat Iwant you to take that
money to her. Bony, and tell her sent
it for the Midge's buryin'. Tell her to
have it done decent, carriage and ALL
Decent the word, Bony. don't want
her to have no excuse for taking help
from anybody that amt got a right to
offer it. 1t would sorter hurt me to
think that Jim's boy had any but honest
money spent on him, dead or alive.
Maybe there II be enough for bouquet,
too. You'll come and tell me how it
goes off. won't you. Bony:'
Bony promised that he would. but
when he came back the next night to tell
old Sandy how decorouslv the Nudge had
been put away in small black coffin.
with wreath of immortellcs living at its
head, and the coffin on the front seat of
a carriage with himself and Jim wife
on the back seat. everything decent and
paid for with honest money. old Sandy
was past taking any interest in it. for he,
too. had gone to swell the caravan in
Vulnerable and to give Jim an account
of his stewardship r. Wal
worth i'll Kansas City Times.